[Prince Poetry]

Yo check it out, we gonna do it like this for the '93 flava

Know what I'm saying? Letting you know this is Organized

We got the crew in the house,

and we definitely representin for the masses

So my man Pharoahe Monch gon' step to mic

Let you know what time it is

We gon-na do it like this, check it out



[Pharoahe Monch]

Help me out, to my peeps in Queens, clap your hands

To my peeps in Brooklyn, clab your hands

To my people in the Bronx, clap your hands

To my peeps uptown, clap your hands

It's three strikes, two tokes, one time for the mind

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

Three strikes, two tokes, and one time for the mind

Three stickes, two tokes, and one time...



Surprisssssse! Huh, open your eyes up, when I rise, huh

Pharoahe Monch I got skills for the wise!

Dumb, deaf, and blind you know it's time to organize

I'm flippin and rippin a style for the boys who wanna get wild

For the old and young, the Golden Child

I be the man with the gift of gab like Santa

Catchin - stacks of beats, from here to Atlanta

Ruah! What you say little weasel?

Can't block the foul if the style's cock diesel

I feel like busting loose

With the style that I produce to get juice from a troops

Black Kojack, better than Beretta

Any veteran knows the Medicine Man is better

Never sweat a girl that's inside of a Jetta

I just let her pass by with a wink to the eye

It's the M-O-N-C-H, I, G-A-I

The greatest rapper you ever heard please won't you relate my

message to my critics, get it when you rewind

It's three strikes, two tokes, one time for the mind



It's three strikes, two tokes two times for the mind (Repeat 8x)



[Prince Poe